Last night at my book club, the hostess served an old favorite that I had slap forgotten – the egg and olive sandwich. So fifties, sooo good.
Lady Mary, our hostess, said she makes them all the time. She just boils up some eggs and mashes them up with mayo and chopped pimento stuffed olives. Of course, they must be served on plain white bread with the crusts cut off. Can you believe it, I’ve never made them, but they will be on my menu for every party I have this year.
Incidentally, our book this month was “Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society.” It is a fascinating read and we had a local woman, who once lived on the the little sliver of an island called Guernsey, come and discuss her experiences there.
Guernsey is one of a string of islands just off the coast of France. Guernsey and it’s neighbor island Jersey, are where the dairy cow came from. They speak a strange dialect similar to Acadian and live in a world like no other on the planet.
The book recounts the experiences of the natives during World War II when they were brutalized by the Nazis. They survived the ordeal by escaping reality through their love of reading.
I recommend it highly. But bake up a batch of egg salad sandwiches before you settle in to read the book.